The Dublin post. (Dublin, Ga.) 1878-1894, April 06, 1887, Image 1

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VOLUME IX. Professional Cards. DR. W. C. GIBSON, Macon, Georgia. . 35 1-2 COTTON AVENUE. Treats diseases of tbe Eye, Ear. Throat. Nose, and Skin diseases. [mar 30 ly W. T. PARK, M. D. 3J Whitehall Street, Atlanta, Ga, Celebrated many years for his cures of the ■worst forms of stomach, liver, bowel, kid ney and bladder diseases, dropsy, heart and lung troubles, catarrh, etc., all blood, diseases, nerve disorders, nervousness, neuralgia, rheumatism, debility, female complaints, opium and whisky habits, private diseases, sexual weakness, etc. Furnishes medical advice, medicine, etc., to the afflicted at their homes through mail, express, or otherwise or takes them under his personal care in Atlanta. Call on or write to him giving a history and statement of your affliction, symptons, agej sex, etc., enclosing postage for reply. ~ DrTpTwi. JOHNSON, PRACTITIONER, Lovett, - - Georgia. C ALLS ATTENDED TO AT ALL hours, Day and Night. . mcliSB tf. Dr. J. L. LINDER [SIX MILS NORTH OF DUBLIN,] ' OFFERS his services to the public at large. Calls promptly attended to, day or night. Office at residence. ~ augjJO, ’84 ly. "CHARLES HICKS, Wit D., . PRACTITIONER. • Dublin, - Georgia. 3e20, Y , ' DR. C. F. GREEN, PRACTITIONER. Georgia. •'"VALLS ATTENDED TO AT ALL Ohours. Obstetrics aspecialty. Offloe Residence DUBLIN. GEORGIA, WEDNESDAY APRIL, S 1881 NUMBER 87. Sgri&jSr/, Dublin, m r rf, L. GRINER, ATTORNEY & COUNSELLOR %T LAW, , Dublin - Georgia. may 21 tf.■ ■ FELDER & SANDERS, ATTORNEYS AT LAW, Dublin, - - Georgia. -Will practice in the courts of the Oco nee, Ocmulgee and Middle circuits, and 'the Supreme codrt of .Georgia, and else where by special contract. Will negotiate loans on improved farm ing lands. ' ' b. 8th, 883.43m. The Dublin Academy Tuition Payable Monthly. Rates: Primary Classes $1,60 perm. Intermediate " .$2,40 per tn. Advanced “ .......... .$8,20 perm. For further information address PEYTON L. WADE, A. B. f Principal. N. B.—Board at reasonable rates'may be had in the, town.® jan 12-tf. The LI mi; STABLE IS NOW KEPT FOR THE ACCOMMODATION OF , T1IE PUBLIC. When wanting accommodation in this lino call on me. W. J. niGIITOWER, Nov. 24, '80. Dublin, Georgia. Remember you can got Dublin l'o.'T and tho •Savannah Weekly News one year for only $2.25. At San Francisco, Captain Briggs of the whaler Janus, shipped as fore, mast hand a scarred, grim looking native of the Navigator Islands, named Tongtoo, The captain’s pretty wife, Louisa, who with their son Louis—a boy of ten—had accompanied her husband for the voyage, felt afraid of tho is lander, on account of his fierce-look- ing visage. After leaving San Frawcisco and cruising fGr six months.in the Pa cific Ocean, the captain came to an chor off oue of tbe Navigator Islands for wood and water. About half a mile from the beach there was a coral reef, and between this and the ship, not fifty yards from the latter, was a 6teep rooki nearly fourteen foot high. “Gave in rock,’’.said Tongtoo to one of the men. - “A cavo ?” “Yes. If me wanted to desert this ship, me could hide there.’’ Just then the captain called Tong too aft. His wife had persuaded him to discharge the native; so ho now told him that, when he should go onshore that day to see his people, he might remain with them. As he said this the captain prepar ed to pay the man his wages in silver dollars. Tongtoo hung his head, and a look of distress came ovor his face. “No like to leave ship,” he re marked. “Why want Tongtoo to leave ship ? Mo like salt junk—get plenty here. Good captain here— good ship—good oat! “All right you cau stay, said the skipper touched by tho-frank confes sion of the poor native and nis evi dent sorrow at leaving him. Tongtoo went forward a happy man, and the captain entered the cabin to tell his wifo wlrnt he had done. She made no complaint, but sho was apparently much disappointed, One morning, about a week later, an enormous white shark was seen swimming to aud fro about the bows of the ship. This creature was fully thirteen feet in length, and presented, a truly hideous appearance. At the cry of “Shartc 1” raised by some of the men; little Louis—the captain’s son, who hud just climbed upon the after rail,—-was in so great a hurry to.get down for the purpose of making his wav forward to look at the monster, that he lost,his balance and foil into the water. “My boy 1 Save him,! Save him !” screamed Mrs. Briggs, who was th only person on tho quarter-deck at that time. Tho splash, however, had boon hoard.,, “Down with tho larboard boat 1” roared the captain, running aft from tho bow, where he had been watch ing the shark; A tall figure bounded past him as ho was about to leap oveiboard, and sprang into iho soa. It was Tongtoo, who at once struck out for the coild, whom tho current had already carried some fathoms from the craft. As the little boy was about to sink for the second time tho native caught him under oue arm, and swam with him towards the ship. Meanwhile a boat was being lower ed, but before it stsuck the water a long, white form was see to shoot un der it, and a cry of borrow rose-frorn theAJiew us they saw the huge shark heading straight’for the native. "It was, in fact, now between the swimmer and the sliip, and not ten fathoms from him. “Quick with the boat 1” came the clear, ringing voice of Tongtoo, us ho turned round and struck out away from his hideous pursuer. lie swam with astonishing rapidi ty, but tho fin of the white shark clove the sea still faster, and it was evident that, unless tho boat could overtake tho fish, and tho creature bo harpooned, it would soon roach tho fngatives. The captain sprang into tho boat; in her exoitement, his wifo also scrambled into it. “Now, men 1” cried Briggs* in a thrilling voice, “pull for your lives 1” Tho orew strained at the oars, and tho boat flaw !. “Wo will bo too late 1” moaned the agonized motho.1, beating her houd with her hands. “My boy 1 m*y boy 1” Buzzing and whining on wont the boat. Still ahead glided that long, terri ble fin, with the enormous body of the white shark just visible beneath i fc * . And, not ten yards fchoad of that, was Tongtoo, fairly seeming to fly through the water with his preoious charge. The direction he took led him to wards the Bleep rock which has bean mentioned, and which was now not more than seven fathoms from him. Tongtoo swam steadily on. All at once ho disappeared like a shot, not six feot from the rook. A few seconds later tho shark, turning ovev and showing its white belly, also went down. Mrs. Briggs uttored a despairing cry and sank oii tho soat nearest to her. The Ruilors still plied tho oars. “Hold !” oried the captain, in a husky voice, as the boat approached the spot where Tongtoo had disap pearod. A long streak of blood rising to the suiface caught the gazo of both tho skipper and his wifo. “Lost!” tlioy simultaneously cried; and the uyothor, in her agony, 'bow ed her head upon her breast, and clutched at her long, auburn hair. The white shark was not again seon. “He has done his work,” gloomily remarked the captain at lust. “Pull aboard 1” Tbe boat was soon alougaide of the ship. The grief-stricken parents went into the oabih, and there gave way to their anguish. . Tho sad ocourenco had cast id gloom ovoi every person abroad, Tho men conversed in low tones about it and sliudderod, whilo the steward moved on Lip—too perform ing his duties noiselessly. Night came, but no one there could alcop. At Sawn tho captain carno oil deck supporting on his arm nis suffering wife. The two stood by tho rail, tho mother’s sad eyes turned towards the rock, near which she had last seen her beloved child. All at once she started with sur prise, pointing towards the rock, from the summit of which a thin column of smoke \vas rising. “What can that moan !’’said the captain. A boat, provided with a ratlino rope ladder, having hooks at tho ond was pulled to the rock. Both the captain and his wife were in this boat. By means of the ladder, they climbed to the’top of tho rook. There was a largo crevice iu it, and, looking through it, they dis covered that the rock was hollow, forming a water-cave, with slopiug projections at tho base. On one of these, Tongtoo, with a banduge about his head, was dimly discerned through the smoke, holding up lit tle Louis, alive and well, for his .pa rents to see. Mrs. Briggs gave a cry of joy. The latter was lowered into the cave, and tho native, nscendi/ig with tho boy, placed him in his mother's arms. “Ay!’’ said ono man, “I remember Tongtoo told mo tho:e was n cave hero, but l did Hot know it was like this.” ,.*■ ■ r ■ . , . \ 4 ; Explanations werosoou made, After diving with tho child, tho nativo oamo up inside of tho wator- cavo. Ho had, liowovor, struck his head so violoutly against a rugged spur, that it nearly took away his senses, and, on crawling up tho rook- projection, ho was so faint that ho oould hardly hold the boy. Some minutes elupsod before either could find sulfioiont breath to shout, and by that timo the boat was too far on its way to the ship for Tong too to make his voiee hoard. He, liowovor, kopt shouting at intervals, liopmg some oanoo might be passing^ Afraid to leave the cavo by tho samo way he oame, lost tbe shark should bo hovering near, ho rosolvod to re main where he was. At dawn he thought of tho exped ient of setting five to some damp oak um ho had in his pocket, and of thus oauBing the smoko whioh was ob- soavod from the vessel. “Tho blood wo saw on the sea soon after you dove, must have come from tho out on your head,” said tho captain to Tongtoo. “It wus that, for one thing, that made us all feel sure you were ouught by the shark under wator.” The happy mothor thanked the native warmly for rescuing her boy, aud over after §he was a good friend to tjiis poor, islandor, who had so nobly tatiglit her tho lesson of novor judging character by mere personal appearance. Had sho,- on account of Tongtoo’s unfavorable looks,’suooepdod in get ting him disohargod from tho ship, her little Louis could not posaibly have boon saved from tho torriblo wliito shark. Rufus Halo in Hem York Lcdqor, Tho Wife’s Share. Fiirmor’s Advocate. No class of mon aro more in dobt to their wives for the success tliut comes to thorn than are farnfiors. Tho wifo and the mother who has tho courage to go out with tho hus band of her choice and oominonco tho struggle of life with him on tho prairie, or on a new farm, with but little capital, except that boundless capital of boad and heart is worthy to stand'by the side of tho#Spurtan woman of whom poots have exhaus ted their words of pruiso. Upon her falls the burnt of the strife, no matter how hard tho husband may toil; his work clos6s with tho day, but licrs'continues long after; and with her children and the small chores that many of tho boginnors look af ter, her lot is not one to ho envied. And when, aftor years of struggle, success, with reluctant foot, comes to crown tho husband with honor* the brightest wealth should adorn tho brow of tho noble wife, who was tho stay and anchor, the comfort and tho source of all hope in the stormy days of trial, Tho wealth should ofown tho queen. We hear that so-and-so is-making money, and gets the credit of being a forehand ed man, but it is quite often that the noblo little woniatf, who has toiled and complained not, is the oio to whom -the Stato ami nation are most greatly indebted. These are tho women that lead mon up to that shriuo where, like knightB of old, they bend the knee of homage, not to beauty, but to worthy and royal woman-hood. - THE EDITOR AND IIJS SON. A prominent Senator says: “All you have to do to got Cleveland down on a man is to oyerwholin him with recommendations.” In fully threo fourths of the prominent appoint ments made by the President not a scrap of paper has been filed by tho appointeo.—New York World. “You, will wunt to ontor some thing for the county fair, I suppose, Mr. Hayseed ?” said the chairman of tiiongriciiHuml,socioty. “Wall, yes,” said Mr. Ilayscod; “yon kin pat me down for tho biggest hog in tho county,”—Harper’s Bazar, Bill Nyo Relates a Mournful In cident in Journalistic Lilo, From tho Now York World. I have boon thinking for sovcral wooks over what a groat contributor to the World rocontly said about turning night into day arid day into night. The moro I think about it tho moro I think ho is right. Sit ting up nights until away along into tho Bhank of the evening in order to bathe one’s immortal soul in cham pagne add toll anoodotes and mako speeches and clutoh at tho table cloth and drink a glass of oil and vinegar that some one has substituted for your own, and then go home and sprain your anklo trying to mount a skittish bed, is injurious and perni cious and I have about deoidod that when I got to bo an old man 1 am going to do differently. Your contributor is right when ho says that this kind of work woara our its generation and compels -us to bring in a generation of farmers’ sons and villago boys to roplaoo it. Then tno farmers’ sons aud villugo ooys do tho samo timo and apparont ly enjoy it. But it is. not along tho late dinner and tho recoil of Mr. Mumm’s oolcf- bratod internal muohiuo that is wearing out a largo army of our brightest and host met. It is wear ing and destructive on tho tissues, of course, to sit through tho majority of tho night eating swoot cake and trying to laugh at nncodotos that you havo frequently hoard bofovo; .but people who do this do it from necessity; tlioy cannot ovado it. But if wo call this .damaging and deplore it in them, wlrnt shall wo say of thoso men who do it voluntarily ? Whrt shall wo say of tho newspaper man who sloops all the forenoon in order ihat. ho may dawdle about the ottioo of a morning paper all night, thinking thoughts and penciling them off for the public, or pawing around o*ver a wad of “manifold” and writing startoing bonds to dull tolograms half the night, whilo his wife, who has taken timo by tho foroloetc and done hor work during daylight, is in bed. ‘ I know I hut I hero are men who havo boon connected with journalism for years, who maintain that it is not a habit, but that with them it is absolutory nooossary. . For tills rea son 1 consulted Mr. James Migglo- son, of Asliuvillo, who edits the Daily Jimplocuto, a morning paper of this place, and learned from him that it is not nucessury to sit.np nights in order to run a morning paper. So tho wives and motbors of morn ing journalists and printers of Now York should no longor bo doceivod by this tiine-honorod fraud upon their trusting natures, Mr. Miggleson says tlmt a rattling good morning paper can bo worked off tno press by supper timo, and the ovoning reserved for sooial inter course. And yet I know a pale, studious newspaper man, with silver in his hair, a man iu whoso mouth butter would soarcoly molt, who has, for muny years and moro, bamboozled his trusting wife and growVup son with this transparent fraud*. Ho told me only a short time ago, that the first timo lie had seen his own son by daylight was last fall. He said that his son camo of age last October, and through the courtesy of a mutual friend (Lite young man’s mother) ho hud tho pleasure of meet ing him on election day aud forming an ucquuiniunco which lie says may yet ripuu into a strong friendship. I have uuothor acquaintance who assists iu editing a morning paper, hut he docs not believe in allowing his children to utterly forget him. He does nob want his boys to think thoy uro orphans just heeausa ho is not always at homo. He is a man of very strong will and a strict dis ciplinarian. Ho ho gols a holiday every two weeks tu order to go home and do up his punishiug. Ono timo lie found that his oldost or*oldo8t son—I do nob know which boenuso1 am away from homo with out my library—had violated tliti rulos of tho liouso in a sad manner. As noav ns I am able to come at the facts, the boy hud tukon a quart of eoru and sowod a long tliroad through each kernel, showing great patience and porsovernneo iu so doing. Ho had thon tired tho onds of the threads all together into ono knot and soattored the com whore a largo flook of goeso had boon in tho habit of nssooiating and pooling for mu-, tual profit and improvements. A man who oamo along that way about dusk said he saw about thirty geoso standing around iu a circlo looking reproachfully at each other and trying to agreo on some method by whioh thoy .could go all homo to- gobhor without turning a part of their crowd wroug side out, while bohind a high board fence, thoro was a boy who sootnod to bo enjoying himsolf in a smull way. Tho incident was reported to the boy’s father, who oumo homo and plaoed his son under a large dry goods box in the collar, after whioh he pilod three or four hundreds pounds of ooal on top of invertod box. Ho then made a few remarks for tho boy’s good, whioh woro fol lowed by tho smothered remark: “Rats 1” from tho insido of the box. Aftor orderiiur that tho box should not to disturbed till his return, my friotul put on his coat and wont back to his work. TliiB was just as tho returns began to return in the autumn of ’84. My friend did not go homo for two weeks, and forgot all about tho boy till it oamo thime to do up his pirn- ishmont for tho fortnight. Whon tho truth flashed ovoi* him he was filled with Jtlie keenest rc- rorndrSo, and wont-homo us soot, as ho had sent in the last proof, but when ho wont down tho cellar lie found the box empty anp the follow ing noto written on it with a pencil: “Dear-Paw do not wcup for mo r have wont awuy from my happy homo wlmre i was onct so gay and freo doJNot assassanato inuw bccuz slio Prido lip tho box with a stick Of cord-wood yesterday and fed Mo sho left tho box So i could Bust 4th i am gone Far Far Away do not wenp for mo it is bottor for mu and you to bo Apart, onnyhow it is bet ter for Me to be apart i like being Apart a Good doal bettor, i think i will tako a ham and gar of Presorvos of whioh i am pashionatcly fond but i will Renumoruto you some Day as hoven is my jug so No mear at Pres ent from you proddiglo Son Henry.” Bill Nyu. Asheville, N,. 0., March 8. Litigation Over a Itinar. Two colored damsels had a dispute about a ring Bomo time ugo. Ono of them sued out a poss essory warrant for tile recovery of it, and it was tried at the last monlliy torm of tho justice’s court here and decided in favor of the plaintiff. Tho defendant was dissat isfied with the judgrnont of the court and appealed to a' jury. The jury was summoned and tho caso called on Monday last, but continued on ac count of tho sicknoss of the defend ant. Another jury will have to bo summoned for next torm and tho cost will continuo to accumulate. Tho ring is vuluod at one dollar. Old Gent—“How old are you, Fan ny—“I was ten years old last birth day.” “You don’t look to bo so old ns that.” “How you mon do flatter us poor women.”—Toxus Siftings. Among tho cryir.g neods of tho hour aro babies that will cry a little Jobs.—Philadelphia Tiisili,' > Tho negroos of Louisunu will hold a Stato fair at Now Orleans, com- inendni' on November 'S'tli.